Too late for Christmas, too early for the new year. (Or, Hal makes himself inconvenient in as many ways as possible.)

Tang Fan is stuck on a scene for one of his spring books. He enlists Sui Zhou to help him with some of the logistics.

Barry and NoHo Hank go straight for a change. Sort of.

Xue Ling should rightly leave it be. But: Sui da-ge had brought the magistrate here so he wouldn't be hurt, and he seems prone to injuring himself more than anything.

Jonathan was much the happier, being mourned by one king and loved by two, and do not the loves and griefs of kings exceed those of other men?

Or, capture and death.

Sometimes Tang Fan does indeed forget that he is not, in fact, the only learned man under their shared roof.

Fitzjames contends with unparalleled excitations.

The woman who will be Lady Jane and the man who will be her husband, Christmas 1826.

A record of an extremely small kindness.

If Lan Wangji has learned anything from his atonement for Wei Wuxian’s death, it is that patience is neither simple nor shallow.